Dec 18, 2006 22:22
Do you know what smells bad? A wound that is draining puss and blood. A horse at work as a bone infection in his jaw due to an old mandible fracture, and the infection blew out the bottom of his jaw and it has been leaking puss and blood and it smells like i assume death smells like: rotting flesh, nast nasty nasty. Every time I walk past his stall I smell it, and I think i got some of the puss on my clothes because I can still smell it even tho i've been home for about 2 hrs now.
Work can be stressful. Sometimes I have good days, sometimes I have bad days. While yesterday and today weren't bad days, we now have leaking puss horse and then horse with small puncture wound. I'm very thankful that this is the only things we've got going on. I knock on wood in hopes that nothing else goes wrong.
It just sucks because the other day I was mentioning to John how nice it was that everything had been okay in the week since we put April down (very sad, but it was necessary), and he said that because I had said that, something bad would happen. Damn him. Maybe the next time I see him i'll kick him and say that it is just payment for bringing bad luck to me.
So tired, so sore. Is there anyone that wants to rub my back? I'll pay you in food because that is the only currency I have right now. I could pay in sex, but I'm way too tired for that.